The Pain Of Something Painless

Chapter 16

Andrew's POV

A few hours later, Spencer and I go downstairs, and I frown when I hear that all of my family is here.

Well not all of them, but my parents and my siblings, along with their mates and kids.

I quickly realise that it must be a weekend, and then I lead the reluctant looking Spencer towards them.

They stop talking when they hear us, and I can see that all of them are smiling at me and my mate when we walk inside.

Henrik is first to stand up from the couch, and he comes over to introduce himself to Spencer, and he's immediately followed by everyone else.

I look at Spencer and I can see that he's a bit uncomfortable with all of my family members, so I go towards him, and I take his hand, before I take him with me to sit on one of the couches.

"Are you going with us to your grandparents' house today?" Dad asks me, and I think about it for a while, before I look at my mate who just shrugs, so I nod my head in agreement.

"I think that we will go, but we will decide later." I say.

"Alright." Papa says, and then he starts to ask Spencer a lot of questions.

I wanted to tell him to stop, but it seems that Spencer doesn't mind the questions, and I think that he likes the attention, so I listen to his answers too, and I even ask him a few questions, along with the rest of the family.

Most of us stay in the house for the rest of the day, before the rest comes back, then we decide to go to my grandparents' house, even though it's still a bit too early.

We're the first ones there, which doesn't surprise me at all, but it's great, because we can choose a good place to sit, and it wouldn't be possible at all if a lot of the family members got here before us.

So, my mate, and I sit under one of the biggest trees, and my brothers follow us with their mates.

I look at the baby which is in Edmund's arms and he seems to notice that I'm looking at his son, so he gives him to me, and I gladly take him.

He's already a few months old, but I barely got to hold him, because I don't really like babies.

All they do I cry, and they can't even say anything, which stresses me a lot, because they won't be able to tell me if they're hurt, or if something will be wrong with them.

But I guess that he will be fine as long as he's not just with me, so it makes me feel a bit less stressed, and I can enjoy having my first nephew.

At least a real nephew, because my cousin's kids are like nephews to me too.

He smiles at me, and I smiles back, before I hear that my mate chuckles, so I look at him to see what he found funny, and I quickly realise that he's looking at me.